Letra

Rig packed up ready to ride Twenty-thousand miles 'cross the country side It might not be pretty, but it won't be dull The moments you create will define your soul Our nine-to-five is our late night drive Just a few more hours 'til we rest our eyes You won't fly if you never try Don't sit back and watch the clock as your dreams go by I'm sorry mama but it's time to go You'll hear my voice again on the radio Well I ain't got money but I got my guitar And just enough gas to make it to the next bar I'm sorry baby but it's time to leave To live the life you've got to see to believe Struggling just to stay alive 'Cause the road only lets us go sixty-five You've got money But you ain't got no wealth Your pain is a rain that you brought on yourself Venue lied and we never got paid But you should've seen their faces when we got on the stage Long nights, long days One foot in the saddle and one foot in the grave Do what you love, don't hear what they say You've got to make your life your own way I'm sorry mama but it's time to go You'll hear my voice again on the radio Well I ain't got money but I got my guitar And just enough gas to make it to the next bar I'm sorry baby but it's time to leave To live the life you've got to see to believe Struggling just to stay alive 'Cause the road only lets us go sixty-five I'm sorry mama but it's time to go You'll hear my voice again on the radio Well I ain't got money but I got my guitar And just enough gas to make it to the next bar I'm sorry baby but it's time to leave To live the life you've got to see to believe Struggling just to stay alive 'Cause the road only lets us go sixty-five
Writer(s): Cary Barlowe, Michael Shepard, Jeremy Gifford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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